Chapter 78 Chapter 78 Lesbian

Chapter 78

This land belongs to Changchun Lane. Most of the people living in Changchun Lane are locals who have lived there for generations. The area of each household in the lane is not large, and with more and more people living there, in order to accommodate as many families as possible, each household began to build their own ancestral home.

Changchun Lane does not belong to the factory's family quarters. Some of the locals living here are factory workers, but some are unemployed or short-term temporary workers.

Because of this situation, it was very difficult for the neighborhood committee to manage Changchun Lane.

As a result, another habitual behavior of Changchun Lane has also emerged - it is particularly xenophobic.

Because the neighbors have lived here for generations and are very familiar with each other, once a stranger comes to Changchun Lane to inquire about the news, he will be stared at by many people, as if all outsiders are destined to be judged.

Moreover, a few years ago, the people in Changchun Lane worked together to capture a deeply hidden spy nearby. After reporting the incident, the higher authorities gave Changchun Lane a large reward. The two people who made the greatest contributions were directly recruited into the Public Security Bureau.

With this precedent, the people in Changchun Lane became even more wary of unfamiliar people coming in, as if they were thieves, always thinking that they might catch a spy.

When Han Lin came here for the first time, he did not make any noise, and did not even go too close to Changchun Lane. He just asked around.

After finding out the story of Changchun Lane, Han Lin came to Changchun Lane early the next morning with some remaining pastry samples.

There is no difference in taste between the two types of pastry packaging, except that the aviation and railway departments both chose the more high-end packaging. The department store, however, purchased some of both types of packaging.

But in general, Han Lin gave away most of the samples with expensive packaging, but there were still some samples with cheap packaging left. When he came to Changchun Lane today, he took these cheaply packaged pastries.

Changchun Lane is xenophobic, and if there is no legitimate reason, there will inevitably be trouble. These pastries are the reason why Han Lin came here.

Sure enough, Han Lin was carrying pastries. Just as he stepped into Changchun Lane, someone came over, looked him up and down, and then his eyes fell on the pastries in Han Lin's hand.

It seems that they concluded that anyone who could bring so many things to Changchun Lane should not be a bad person.

After all, these people in Changchun Lane actually have self-awareness.

Although they are usually proud of their status as locals, they are all neighbors and know each other well. If they were really capable people, they would have been allocated a house and moved out of Changchun Lane long ago. Those who stay in Changchun Lane are just those who don't have the ability to get a house or can't even find a job.

The house in Changchun Lane is considered everyone's ancestral home. When it was first built, it must have undergone various detailed planning, but it has been passed down from generation to generation.

It was passed down to his son, and then to his grandson. In order to provide a place for the whole family to live, the house itself no longer looks like its original appearance. The yard has basically been occupied, and rooms have been built wherever a house can be built.

Life has been much more stable in the past two years. I don't know who had nothing better to do but made a ranking of the top ten dilapidated alleys in the capital, saying that these ten alleys are a hodgepodge of famous slums in the capital, with Changchun Alley ranking at the top of this list.

Han Lin was obviously well-dressed, and since he was willing to bring so many cakes to visit relatives, he probably wasn't a petty person. If he took the initiative to show him the way, he might even get some benefit from it.

With this in mind, the other party withdrew his gaze and put on a polite smile.

"This comrade looks unfamiliar. Are you here to visit a relative? What's your relative's name? I have lived in this alley for decades and I know all the neighbors here. Just tell me the name and I will definitely take you to his door." The old comrade patted his chest and assured Han Lin enthusiastically.

While the other party was looking at Han Lin, Han Lin was also looking at him.

Han Lin was quite satisfied with this helper who came up to him.

It is recognized by locals that most people in Changchun Lane live in poverty.

But all poor people have two rich relatives, and Changchun Lane is not full of people who are unemployed and can't fill their stomachs.

At the very least, the old man I bumped into must have a pretty good family background.

Although the old man's clothes looked worn, they had no patches. Although there were natural aging lines on his face, he did not look bitter or vengeful.

Of course, the most important point is that those who can leisurely enjoy themselves at this point in time must have no worries about food and drink.

"Hello, uncle. I'm a salesperson at the food factory. My name is Han Lin." Han Lin said as he took out his work ID. "The cakes in my hand are new products from our factory. Even the railway and aviation departments have bought a lot of them."

"It tastes very good, please try it, sir."

After hearing that Han Lin was not a local, the old man's expression changed, but it quickly disappeared. He looked like he was willing to help Han Lin solve his problems, and took the pastries handed to him by Han Lin with a reserved expression.

"This young man is so young, but he is valued by your factory. He can even sell his products to such a good department. He is really young and promising!" The old man didn't believe that Han Lin sold his pastries to such a popular unit, but he could still come up with these flattering words.

Then, under Han Lin's gaze, he tasted the pastry, surprise showing in his eyes, and he believed Han Lin's words more.

He originally thought that Han Lin dressed so well just because he was a salesperson and wanted to save face in public, and Han Lin's food factory was just a small food factory in a county town outside the province. Even though Han Lin praised the pastry to the skies, he still had a natural distrust of it.

Unexpectedly, this pastry was a real surprise and tasted really good.

Because of the pastries, the old man's smile became even more obvious.

"It's inconvenient to talk at the entrance of the alley. Why don't you come to my house to have a drink, relax, and then talk about your pastries. Maybe I can help you with something?"

"Thank you very much, sir."

"As a salesman, why do you come to our alley instead of going to department stores or factories?" When asking this question, the old man's tone became serious again, as if he suddenly felt that Han Lin's purpose of coming was a little unreasonable.

All the unreasonable things would make the old residents of Changchun Lane think of the so-called espionage activities.

"To be honest, I came here specifically after asking around. I brought these cakes with me, thinking of sharing them with everyone in the alley. If everyone is satisfied, they can say good things about our factory."

Han Lin didn't keep the secret any longer and explained his purpose.

"I came to Changchun Lane specifically after asking around. I heard that people here have lived here for generations, and there are workers from all kinds of factories here, so I thought I'd try my luck."

"I'm a young man. No matter how good I look on the outside, everyone thinks I'm young and inexperienced. Sometimes when I go to a factory to sell something, I can't even get through the door. I'm really at my wit's end, so I came up with this idea."

"Since there are so many factory employees in our alley, I thought I'd give out some samples first. If everyone likes them, I'll recommend them to the factory as employee benefits."

"Those big factories don't trust me as a salesperson, but they can't distrust the workers in their own factories."

"I'm just taking advantage of this."

"I happened to hear the magpie calling when I went out today. I was thinking that something good might happen to me. But as soon as I arrived at Changchun Lane, I met someone as helpful as you. This magpie is really magical." After Han Lin explained the purpose of his visit, he followed the other party's wishes and flattered him a few times.

And on the grounds that meeting is fate, he gave one of the packages of cakes to the old man.

After getting the real benefits, the old man was also sure that Han Lin had no bad intentions and came here just to complete the task, so his intention to help became more genuine.

"Just follow me and knock on every door. I'll speak for you when the time comes. Just follow me and hand over the things."

"Don't worry, we've been neighbors for so many years, and I'm older than you, so everyone is willing to give me this face."

"But I see that you don't have many sample cakes, so it's impossible to deliver them to every household. Let's go to those who have jobs first. I'll try my best to find people from different factories to deliver them to you. Each person can have a piece to try." As he spoke, the old man officially started to take on too much responsibility.

Han Lin had a perfect smile on his face and just followed the other party's arrangements. Under the guidance of the old man, he visited every household.

Delivering pastries is not the point. The point is to observe the homes of the people you visit to see if there are any people who look like street vendors.

After walking around, Han Lin's face was numb from laughing, but he was a little thoughtful in his heart.

"I'll talk to my colleague and see if he has any samples. If he does, I might have to come over again. I'll have to trouble you then." Although Han Lin had some gains, it was just a guess that sounded unreliable.

He wanted to verify it again to see if it was true.

After finishing his business, Han Lin did not return to the guesthouse, but went to the aviation base to meet Yang Dai.

Yang Dai saw Han Lin coming back, and her heart relaxed. "How is Changchun Lane?"

Han Lin showed an expression that was difficult to describe. "I can't say that I didn't gain anything, but I can't guarantee it yet. I think it would be better to find another excuse to go there."

Hearing Han Lin's answer, Yang Dai frowned.

"How are things going over there? Have you talked to your boss?"

"Do you want to go check again tonight? If it's too late, the goods might have already been moved."

"The leader has already sent people to keep an eye on it. In order to catch all the goods in one fell swoop, the real action will probably begin when they leave the port." Yang Dai was a little bored. She was destined not to witness such a scene.

Thinking of this, Yang Dai changed the subject again, "Tell me in detail about what happened in Changchun Lane."

"The stall owner on the same street is very likely a lesbian."